Hillary's looking motherly. Trump is looking angry. Ted Cruz is looking creepy.
My tree is looking lovely. My son on the couch is a delightful sight. My husband's smile as he watches me elf-ing warms the cockles of my heart.
And so, with my last gift wrapped and delivered, I'm taking the night off.
Have a lovely day, denizens. Keep searching for the light; I do believe it is all around us.
If you want to read some more, click on over to where Big Cuter and I were, 5 years ago yesterday, listening to the Tuvan Throat Singers.